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He approached the woman silently, not wanting the
princess to get distracted by his presence. When he close enough to her, he called
her softly. "Hime-sama..."

The pink-haired still staring at the night sky, not
looking at him at all. The legendary samurai could feel her sadness. All things
that happened to her were painful enough for many people, not to mention she's
still a rather young princess. And the only family she have was her father -the
Emperor- since her mother died when she was little. Not to mention the castle
was too hard for her to survive alone without anyone beside her.

"Our life in
this world -
to what shall I compare it?
Its like an echo
resounding through the mountains
and off into the empty sky."

Tezuka Kunimitsu pinned down in his place. The said woman
has extraordinary talent in art, like what everyone else in castle said so. It
wasn't his first time hearing her reciting a poem, however, listening to it
always gave him the thrill.

"Teruhinanomiya, it is cold outside. Please wear
your robe." He walked closer to her and put the robe on her shoulder. She
turned back and their eyes met.

For some seconds of eternity, they stared into each
other's eyes. Tried to find the hidden meaning behind the heart. Like others
said 'eyes are the window of the soul, right?

A silent, cold night of October wrapped both of them
together, seeking of warmth from each other. The princess was the one who broke
the moment though. "Please don't call me by that name." She already
stated it hundred times already but perhaps custom is still custom. They call
you by your official name though you didn't want to hear it anymore for the
rest of your life.

The samurai nodded obediently. "I am very sorry,
hime-sama."

She stole a glance into his hazel eyes once more before
turning back to face the starry sky.

" Scarce had my mind received with wonder,
The thought of newly fallen snow–
Seeing the ground lie white–"

"Ah, this will be our first winter here..." She
talked to herself, hands clutching tighter to her robe, looking absolutely
cold. Nine months has passed after their arrival in the Kiyomi Palace, Rie-hime
mother's home before she got married to the Emperor of Dere. The princess has
left her palace in the main castle, and run to her mother's home with the
samurai: to survive from the Emperor's concubine jealousy towards her.

" Thus death or parting separates us each from
the other,

Deep under the mosses..."

The stoic man
could saw tears dropped from the princess' beautiful eyes. He didn't know what
power made him able to touch the woman's cold cheek and wiped her tears.

"I-I'm
sorry... I just... Remember about okaa-sama..." She replied shyly, perhaps
afraid to show her weakness in front of other people. She hide her face using
her sleeve, walking away from her protector. "Let's go back inside."

Maybe she was
thinking another thing, or the memories of her late mother taking all her power
out, made her stumble on the way back. Fortunately, Tezuka Kunimitsu was such a
great samurai with great reflexes; he managed to catch the princess before she
hit the ground.

That fall made
their distance become closer. She can feel his breath on her neck, and he can
see her wet amethyst eyes, staring straight at him as if asking for him to stay
beside her, although she never stated it and he knew that she's a person who
doesn't want to rely on someone and choose to stand on her own feet.

Though, how can
you ignore a weak, fragile woman like her? She may looked pretty strong and
individualist on the outside, but months he spent with her giving him insight
of her condition inside.

Her fingers
traced his face slowly, carefully.

The moment
lasted for some minutes before he lifted her, brought her inside and put her
down in front of her room.

"Have a
good sleep, hime-sama."

And he left.
Though the warmth of his breath and body still lingering on her skin.

On our way home,
the park is always a stop for us
We’re more frolic than usual, my eyes cling on you and you hear me say

London's spring breeze hitting on a petite woman as her pink
hair swayed away by the wind. She hurriedly hold onto her broken white floppy
hat, afraid it may blown away by the wind.

"Ah, my hair gets tangled..." She slightly
pouted as her slender fingers pull the hat from her head, revealing the
slight-messy hair of hers. You touched her silky hair softly, as to help her
detangling them.

She felt your touch, and smiled warmly at you.

“If the world perishes tomorrow, what
shall we do?”
Without saying anything you nuzzle my arm

You never thought of living a life without her. You never
thought of how to survive even one night without her warmth silently singing a lullaby
to you.

Putting a strand of her hair to the back of her ear, you
catch her attention. She looked at you with a hint of confuse beneath her
twinkly pair of amethyst.

Ne~, we turn to each other
Our lips on the verge to touch, the heart beating doesn’t stop

You kissed her hair softly, inhaling them. As if the
world will be end tomorrow.

She touched your hand softly, a hint of worry displayed
on her eyes as they silently said

'Is there any problem?'

I’ll always catch you up
If your heart is broken and you cry

I’ll protect you
from the enemies all over the world

You let out a gentle smile to her. A smile that is for
her, and her only.

Your eyes staring intensely at her as she began to blush
from the intensity of your gaze. Your orbs answering her question with a deep
gaze.

It was freezing,
and even if you didn’t say anything
The tears in your dead eyes told me it came to an end

Never did crossed the Tezuka Kunimitsu's mind that he
would feel the bitter taste of regret. It was over now, and he can't turn the
time back.

I closed my eyes as you turned away so
easily,
(and I realized) I wasn’t going to see you anymore

His trembled hand touched her slender fingers, took it
softly as he embraced her petite hand. Tezuka Kunimitsu never cried. And he
never thought that it will come a day when he would let out tears of regret.

Because I was at a loss for words,
Because I was frozen to the ground
I only saw the backside of you,

He started to blame himself. Why didn't he pick her up
that day. Why didn't he stay by her side. Why didn't he sense that today was
the last day he saw her backside...

Because I couldn’t show you my true
feelings,
So many tears were spilled,
Because I can’t get you
I’m crying and breathing is difficult

Tezuka Kunimitsu always managed to strain himself. That a
self-controlling is a essential form to be alive and stay on top.

But now he regret it. He always held his guard tough that
he wasn't able to even express his true feelings to the woman colored his life.

How long and why couldn’t I say
I’m there for you

Yes, Tezuka Kunimitsu, regret always come at last.

Having a hard time blaming myself, What I
should have done
Not thinking it through, you made me believe I was at fault

He let go of her hand as he wiped his wet eyes with his
hand. The coldness of her skin was imprinted on his skin and mind.

Sounds of a person running hurriedly to reach the
hospital's rooftop were heard. Kagami Sarara panted hard. She wasn't that good
with physical activity compared to her friends at Shitenhoji Tennis Club; not
that she's very bad with it but just... not good enough.

BAM! "Shiraishi
Kuranosuke!" She yelled loudly as her hand slapped the door violently,
revealing the scene of a certain ecstatic-doctor, standing outside the fence.

Genre: Friendship, AngstSummary: Kagami Sarara was just a girl, and she's on fire.

Status: CompleteNote: Not cheesy because Sarachin will chop me to death if I write cheesy scene of her.

Disclaimer: I own the plot only.

Kagami Sarara didn't like to play with fire.

Fire was dangerous, especially when you touched it. But
she willing to play with the fire if anyone dared to touch one of her precious
friends.

"Bitch..." She grabbed the girl's hair, stared
on her eyes with strong, bright intensity that can burn your eyes. "You
better say sorry to Koishikawa before I chop your neck to death." Her tone
was very serious and the poor girl was shudder in fear.

Kagami Sarara was famous for being random and quirky and
unpredictable. Another unpredictable trait she has was: she can burn like fire
when people messed with her.

The girl muttered several apologetic words for toying with
Koishikawa's heart and glad the mahoutsukai of ORZ decided to get her away from
her burning fire. Sarara stood still, many people who walked by were getting
their feet on the ground as the girl was on fire.

People can look down to them, but they can't play with their
heart. Kagami Sarara was just a girl, and she's on fire.

Genre: RomanceSummary: "You shouldn't worry over trivial matter and focused on yourself also the baby instead".

Status: CompleteNote: Another entry for CheeseWar.

Disclaimer: I own the plot only.

Sanada Satsuki caressed her already big belly softly, as
if trying to calm herself and her baby inside. Exhaling her breath, she watched
her husband packing his belongings.

"For how long?"

Sanada Genichirou stopped on his track, moved his body to
face his concerned-looking wife sitting at the edge of their bed. He approached
her, unable to think of proper things to say. He was a stoic man to begin with,
and with their almost one year marriage, he still found it hard to explain some
things.

"A month." He went silent before continued the
sentence, caressing her hair gently. "I won't get injured like last time,
Satsuki."

The pregnant woman's mind trailed to some months ago,
while both of them still newlyweds and Genichirou had his first field mission.
Usually he just doing his duty as policeman behind the desk or at least, doing
some light investigation. However, what happened on his field mission nearly
caused Satsuki a heart attack when she got a call from the police office,
informing that her husband were getting shot when his group attempted to arrest
a gang.

She held his hand with her shaky hand, absolutely against
the idea of he getting sent to field mission for the second time. Not to
mention, she was pregnant this time. And it just made her mood went worse
easily.

"I'll ask Okaa-san to accompany you when I'm out."

"That's not what I mean-" she cut down his
sentences. Bad feelings were swirled on her head as she suddenly felt scared of
losing him. Anything can be happened during the mission. Anything. Even death.

"I know." He sighed, running out of words. He
sat down on the bed, bringing her closer to him as he embraced her in a warm,
tight hug. Trying to silently said that he will be okay; she shouldn't get
worried over trivial matter like that and just focused on her health and their
baby.

"Promise me?" She whispered between his neck as
he saw her pinky finger raised to his vision. He kissed her forehead long,
before wrapping her finger in a pink swear.

Genre: RomanceSummary: Tezuka thought of the things occurred on his life.

Status: CompleteNote: First attempt to write on Tezuka's POV. Geh...

Disclaimer: I own the plot only.

The thought of word love never crossed Tezuka Kunimitsu's
mind. At least back then, when his mind was filled with tennis, tennis and
tennis. And academic stuffs. And student council duty.

His mind already full enough. There was no room for love,
or what it called. Tennis is his life, and forever will be. Doing his duty
whole-heartedly is the first priority. Tezuka Kunimitsu lived his life by his
laws -where other people saw it as merely robotic life- until that warmth began
to sneak silently inside his heart.

"My name is
Ueda Rie, student council secretary. I hope we can work together from now
on."

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He always done all things alone. It was much easier, and
you didn't have to think about other things. It made him easier to focus and
concentrate on important task.

"Ueda-san,
what are you doing?"

"Accompanying
you on greeting the student?" He saw her smiling sheepishly. "I think
I need to know the students too. And assisting setokaichou-san, it's one of the
secretary's work, right?"

He just sighed on her presence. What he didn't realize
that time was, sometimes together is better than alone.

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He never thought that touching other person's fingers can
sent a series of tingling feelings to his heart. What was a normal one,
continued to beat faster and faster in irregular rhythm as the girl interlaced
her fingers with him.

He didn't understand why, instead of pulling away, he
caressed the soft fingers slowly, as if he afraid it will be broken. Wondering
how with just a touch, it can made his life full of lights.

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"....Germany?"

He nodded as
response to the girl. He saw it, how her eyes displayed many emotions: from
surprised, shocked, to hurt and she managed to change her gaze to a normal one
in just a second.

"For
tennis?"

Once again, he
nodded at her question. Silence were hung in the air, as he saw the girl broke
into a smile, yet it looked so painful. "Please do your best."

And he never knew that saying goodbye was actually this
painful.

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“Good morning.”

“Guten morgen.”

“How are you?”

“Wie geht es Ihnen?”

“Very well, thanks.”

“Danke, gut.”

“I would love to see you.”

He was an intelligent person to begin with, that's easy
for him to read the meaning behind everything. He knew.

“Ich möchte gern Dich sehen”

“You are dear to me.”

He stopped for a while. His brown orbs catch the glimpse
of a certain pink-haired girl sulked herself lower beneath the Germany
Conversation book. A part of him wanted to smile; he felt so warm. Maybe that
was how you feel when you got a certain feelings that a person you treasure
actually holding you in their heart dearly.

“Sei mir lieb.”

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"Ueda
Rie."

How long has it going when he finally speak that magical
name? Four years? Five? Or more? It wasn't his custom to count out the time,
but what surprised him was saying her name was like a double-edged sword. It
was sweet yet bitter at the same time. Especially when he looked at the scene
in front of him, displaying her in such a broken state.

Did he regret leaving her? He never regret choose tennis,
honestly. But what was the itchy feeling lingered on his heart and began to get
wider and wider as the warm girl he once knew, now turning her back against
him?

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‘I want you.’

‘I know.’

‘I have always
waited for you.’

'I know.’

Tezuka Kunimitsu knows everything. What keeping him in
his track was his fear. It was funny,
how a person like him actually can feel the fear. And he never thought that his
biggest fear is to lose her.

His source of warmth.

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People said, you will never able to turn back, when
you've stepped in the altar with the person you choose to be with for the rest
of your life.

What Tezuka Kunimitsu know is, she always be in
everywhere. In his mind. In his heart. Even when he turned his back, she still
there, giving him the support and warmth, from the first time they met until
now. And ever.